DO YOU HATE COLDNESS? A KIND OF CHRONICLE

Whether walking or not you can feel it in your body, the tiring days.

It comes from everywhere, you cannot avoid it's invisible feeling, when moving around by those huge cans, the proximity to people will make you feel mad, they're boiling, I'm boiling.

When walking in the street you can see how everything absorbs the energy that makes you shout from inside, the water that runs down your face is your closest approach to the truly freshness but for sure that water is mostly sticky when it's gone.

Those vapours make you feel tired and angry, your face turns red and you only feel the desperation of that incandescent sensation in your skin and the vapour coming out from it.

Those cloudy days are jokes for those vaporous streets and burning bushes, the clouds covering the sky just hide that burning sensation in the skin but they intensify that suffocating sensation in the nose.

Bushes and grass burning, the streets are pans and cars are moving ovens, the hot air sets fire on peoples faces, no shade can be a relief, darkness is not cold anymore since it receives waves of heat.

Dogs shelter under shades, they can just dig deep to get some freshness, umbrellas are about to burn to ashes.

Home is just a hot jail, the atmosphere is awful, thirst is keeping us constantly moving and drinking.

Waiting, looking forward to see it cry, days go and days come to end, no relief can descent to quite us, days are longer when waiting, spring and summer don't leaves the sun.

Do you hate coldness?